Page 183 of Dance the Tide


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“Maybeheading up the coast.”

“Okay,maybe, but still, you’ll have a lot to do. I could help you out.”

“I don't want your help. Thanks, but no thanks.”

“Look, I'm just offering friendship. A friend helping a friend.”

“You’re not my friend. You’re my supervisor, and only for the time being.”

“Are you worried about how it would look if I went with you?”

She stared at him in disbelief. “God, you just don't get it, do you? Even if you weren't my boss, I wouldn't want you to go with me. I don't want to be your friend, I don't want to be anything to you other than what I've been for the last four years—nothing.”

“You haven't been nothing to me.”

“You certainly have a funny way of showing it. I don't know what you expect from me—forgiveness, friendship, whatever—but you're not getting it. You put me through hell. Everything I went through... Wondering why you left, finding out I was pregnant and then miscarrying... When I was in the middle of it, I felt like I wouldn’t survive.”

“I'm sorry,” he said quietly.

“Fine. You're sorry. Would it make you feel better if I accepted your apology? Is this some kind of self-help thing you're doing, where you have to make amends?”

“No. I'mgenuinelysorry.”

“Well, Igenuinelydon't care. You left me without a backward glance. Walked away. Saying you're sorry isn't going to change that.”

He remained silent, a blush staining his cheeks, and Elizabeth could tell she’d shocked him with her candor, but she was angry and felt no need to censure herself. Still, in the recesses of her mind, she knew that most of the things she was saying to Jason were things she wanted to say to Will.

“You've changed a lot, Elizabeth,” he said softly. “You're not the same person you were back then.”

“Did you really think I would be? I already told you that the girl you left behind, the one who cried for you...she's gone. And I should thank you, because the person I am now is stronger than that girleverwas. I won't let anyone do that to me again.”

Despite those last words, her voice broke, and she felt herself precariously close to losing control.

He moved closer to her. “I wouldn't do that to you again, I promise I wouldn't. I walked out on the best thing in my life, and I've regretted it ever since. We could try again.”

“No, Jason.I don't want you. If you’d come to me four years ago and we'd had this discussion then, if you’d apologizedthen, maybe it would have made a difference. But now...now it just doesn't matter.”

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